I am fixing to be married in about a month or so I am so happy :D... Anyhoo If ya interested in what ya read below, there is tabs that tell ya the rest about Me :P and if you still like what ya read send Me an introduction..

I am Me, open minded, easy to get along with, wierd hummor, spontanous, wierd and crazy in a good way of course ;).
Dedicated, trusting, and loyal.. I am a person that never gives up on anything :).
I like to wirte, draw, check out some of My art, in My care2 albums.. I love music, playing guitar, and partying.. Working out when I get a chance, and a bunch of other things, if your still interested just send Me an introducition, and ask if you wish to know more about Me :)..
http://www.myspace.com/silver_nyte_hawke

What if you slept? And what if, in your sleep, you dreamed? And what if, in your dream, you went to heavenand there plucked a strange and beautiful flower?And what if, when you awoke, you had the flower in your hand?Ah, what then?

We have roamed the wild countryWe have seen mountains grow from hillsWith my brothers and sistersAnd now our time has came The two-legs have come inAnd killed all of our preyWe are all so confused Because what have we done? The two-legs killed my motherMy brothers and sisters tooThe two-legs has got me. I'll be with my family soon. Now the two-legs is over meAs I get one last look At my boloved moon.

Little children, never givePain to things that feel and liveLet the gentle robin comeFor the crumbs you save at homeAs his meat you throw alongHe’ll repay you with a song.Never hurt the timid harePeeping from her green grass lairLet her come and sport and playOn the lawn at close of day.The little lark goes soaring highTo the bright windows of the skySinging as if t'were always springAnd fluttering on an untired wingOh! Let him sing his happy songNor do these gentle creatures wrong.

The Unicorn Mane the colour of churning foam or snow on a moonlit nightLike dandelion seed fluff as fine as cirrus in the morning lightEach eye like a stormy whirlpool in the dark, swirling sea,Her horn casts rainbow haloes which shimmer beautifullyPearly coat of liquid silver like a glossy sheet of iceWhite feathers at her cloven hooves as soft and quiet as miceIn the moonlight she gallops gracefully like a shadow on the seaWith softness, sweetness and purity she looks across to me.by Anna (aged 11)... may your week be full of LoveAna

You have a special place in my heartThe place that will never emptyYou take up the biggest spaceWhen your sickI will be there to confortWhen you hurt yourselfI will be there to helpWhen you heart gets brokenI will find the peaces No matter where you goWhatever you doI will be here for you No matter what happensAlways know I love youIn every way I canI will give you my heartEvery last bit of itI give you my LoveAll I have in it.

"Someone has said that a friend is a bankof credit on which we can draw suppliesof confidence, counsel, sympathy, help,and love. And that is true, for if you havea genuine friend, you possess riches greater than silver or gold. Which, of course, brings us to the other sideof the question: are you, and am I, the kind of friend that others can treasure?"

"We call that person who has lost his father, an orphan; and a widower that man who has lost his wife. But that who has known the immense unhappiness of losing a friend, by what name do we call him? Here every language is silent and holds its peace in impotence."